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I went home for the weekend from school and remembered that there were all of these abandoned cottages by my old house. So I grabbed my camera and Claire and we set off down the bike path. I decided it would be a good idea for us to take a little walk first, and since the cottages were down at one end of the path we parked at the other... (not a smart idea as it tured out...)
Anyways, my mom said that they were mostly summer cottages (there's a state park very nearby) but that not-so-nice people used to stay there. They've been abandoned for as long as I can remember, but I've never gone inside of them before (until today)
You can't tell, but in the room that belongs to the window I was looking through there was no floor- like the boards had all caved in. (I didn't go in this cottage...)
I always wonder when I see abandoned shoes how they got there. Because I, personally, don't enjoy loosing my shoes, and would genenrally notice if they came off. I just wonder who is stupid enough to not notice that their shoes are no longer on their feet...
Yeah, so it turned out that the bike path was a little longer than we remembered, so we ended up walking about 6 1/2 miles... And neither of us had on good walking shoes
Me taking a break for my poor feet
Me, dead, because I ran out of starbursts
Me pouting and looking generally upset
Claire, not quite reaching her Gatorade
Claire being protective of her Gatorade
Me and Claire (she went to homecoming this past weekend) (and my family decided to go out to dinner for my birthday) looking cute before our feet became injured by that nice little walk I made us take...
Anyways, my mom said that they were mostly summer cottages (there's a state park very nearby) but that not-so-nice people used to stay there. They've been abandoned for as long as I can remember, but I've never gone inside of them before (until today)
You can't tell, but in the room that belongs to the window I was looking through there was no floor- like the boards had all caved in. (I didn't go in this cottage...)
I always wonder when I see abandoned shoes how they got there. Because I, personally, don't enjoy loosing my shoes, and would genenrally notice if they came off. I just wonder who is stupid enough to not notice that their shoes are no longer on their feet...
Yeah, so it turned out that the bike path was a little longer than we remembered, so we ended up walking about 6 1/2 miles... And neither of us had on good walking shoes
Me taking a break for my poor feet
Me, dead, because I ran out of starbursts
Me pouting and looking generally upset
Claire, not quite reaching her Gatorade
Claire being protective of her Gatorade
Me and Claire (she went to homecoming this past weekend) (and my family decided to go out to dinner for my birthday) looking cute before our feet became injured by that nice little walk I made us take...